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 Bits and Pieces
Gaudy Night by Dorothy Sayers was
perhaps the best play I've seen by Taproot Theatre. I say this
despite the fact that I guessed 'who done it' in her first scene on the
stage. Then when the clues came fast, I saw how each one confirmed
my guess. And I'm usually the last to spot the villain.
BCS cross country is underway and I've photographed five of eight meets
in September. My long time hobby may come to an end if and when
BCS sells its property on Clyde Hill and moves, perhaps to Issaquah.
At least that is where a bid has been made on some property. Of
course, were they to hire Annie or Nathanael, our relationship with them
would continue.
SPU hired a new president, Dr. Daniel J.
Martin, J.D, Ed.D. And when all the dust had settled, we learned
that my dean, Jeff Van Duzer, had been a finalist for the position.
I hope Jeff is happy with the decision. I am delighted to remain,
in effect, Jeff's tech guru and valet.
As the month ends, I am 2/3rds of the way through a project of taking new
portraits of the entire SBE faculty and staff and select other
associated SPU staff and adjunct faculty. The lighting makes my
still don't think I look "57." Half the SBE faculty are older than
I am. It's nice to have my temporary "social tooth."
Doctor's visits to eye doctor, regular doctor
for my annual physical, oral surgeon, and regular dentist all came in
the last two weeks of September. All is almost well with me, except that
Dr. Kelley finally insists I lose 15 to 20 pounds in the next
three months. He did digagnose arthritis in my right knee.
It's often sore when not under load.
JB will not be a Dickens Caroler this year after all.
On the last Saturday in September, the Saturday Morning men are in 1
Kings 5-6. The group has actually added a few new members. I need
to find a way to promote the study at least once each year.
The Tokina lens I bought in July died at the first Cross Country first race
in September. I should have saved it for wrestling. This off-
brand lens was not up to the task like my Nikons have been, and the
following week one of my D70's died. I believe it was the one I
got off eBay. I guess I'll have to settle for the fact that if I
intend to remain so prolific a photographer, replacement equipment will
always be in my future.
Movie nights are now common again in our once again empty nest.
The selection from the King County Library is hit and miss, but Mao's Last Dancer was very
moving. When do we start following our dreams? Long before
we first dream them, I suspect. Nancy was a dancer. Before
gymnastics at SPU, she danced Swan Lake at Cottey College when she was a
freshman. Like running is still in my heart, ballet is still in
hers.
My Quote from September
 A few years ago during a speech, I noticed a bartender behind a portable
bar at the back of the ballroom. I remembered my father who had worked
for many years as a banquet bartender. He was grateful for the work he
had, but that's not the life he wanted for us.
He stood behind a bar in the back of the room
all those years, so one day I could stand behind a podium in the front
of a room.
That journey, from behind that bar to behind
this podium, goes to the essence of the American miracle -- that we're
exceptional not because we have more rich people here. We're special
because dreams that are impossible anywhere else, come true here.
Marco Rubio in his RNC
speech in Tampa, FL, introducing Mitt Romney.
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